#TanpaName: The End of the Journey
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Ciit...

Brakes...

"Yesaaa....,"

The sound of a brake squeak, then the sound of something being hit until the sound of people's screams was clearly heard in Dita's ears. His head turned quickly, with his hearing and smell, the young woman tried to find Kei. Dita walked blindly until the end of tripping over a pot of street decorator plants, her helper stick flew a bit far, making Dita's body that fell forward must drag her feet to continue walking. His head was already filled with thoughts - thoughts were not strange, his heartbeat increased. He tried to stand up, but his legs were too limp and trembling.

"Key. Kei..," cried Dita as he continued to get closer to the origin of the sound.

Tears began to drip slowly, Dita's arm was then held back by someone. So panicked, the woman did not recognize the person who was holding her arm suddenly.

"Darling, Dita. It's me, huh. Huh, i. Kei..," said Kei with a roaring breath and the man looked fine, but his drunkenness had begun to disappear.

The man then hugged Dita while resting, while Dita directly hit - hit with hard Kei back. His sobs broke, Kei continued to hug him tightly. Dita hit Kei tired, then avenged hugging the burly man was no less tight.

"I should know that you're lying. You still love me, you love me so much. Like I love you, I don't want this to happen again. Sorry, I accidentally pushed you violently, and hurt your head. I'm sorry, I was out of control, because I was jealous of that bastard Jimie. Sorry, for all my rude behavior that you accidentally felt.." said softly Kei who still continues to hug Dita.

"Hiks. Hixes. Kei, you're not pa-pa, are you? You're not hurt, are you? Hixes. Hixes. Kei, I don't want you to get hurt. Me, I can't afford to lose you. I should be the one apologizing, I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry..," said Dita with a sobbing cry.

They hugged on the side of the road, which began to be mobbed by many people, after a collision incident occurred.

Slowly Kei took off his embrace, saw Dita's red face and gently rubbed the rest of the Lover's tears. Then Kei, who was still 1/2 drunk, looked for the whereabouts of Dita's helper stick.

"Cup, you wait here for a while" said Kei who kissed Dita's forehead briefly, then shifted his body slightly to reach Dita's wand lying beside his body.

Then Kei flipped his body and grabbed Dita's hands, to be carried behind his back. Dita who still looks very sad with her eyes that begin to swell, resigned to the treatment of Kei.

"We're Home. Come on, go up on my back, said Kei, who already held Dita's hands around his neck.

We also obeyed the words of Kei, in a state that was 1/2 aware that the man brought the Beloved back to his home.

Dita hugged Kei tightly over the young man's sling.

"Darling, can I stay at your house? Tonight I will sleep on the couch. I was still a little drunk and tired as well" asked Kei.

Dita then nodded quickly without making a sound. A wide smile spread across Kei's face, his steps increasing rapidly so that they could get home soon.

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Mirah and Bima were shopping monthly at a supermarket, Bima who walked beside the Mother occasionally looking around. The eyes of this 7-year-old boy are always sparkling, when he is around the area of fresh fruits and vegetables, good color that refreshes the eyes is also the sweet smell of fruit is very liked by Bima. The little boy then moved away from the Mother who happened to be picking some fruit, Bima went around washing her own eyes.

"Heum, they really look fresh and sweet." muttered Bima.

When the boy wanted to return to the Mother, Bima's eyes arrived - suddenly fixated on a figure he saw standing not far from the Mother.

"That brother, he's so, his aura so dark?" inner Bima.

Then Bima tried to see the face of the man.

So closely the little boy looked at the figure with a dark aura that he described earlier, Bima to not hear the call of Mirah, The Mother.

"Hey, little monster. Why are you there, son? Come on, Papa is almost there..," said Mirah who approached the Son, who stood glued, far enough away from him and scrambled Bima's hair gently.

Bima slightly flinched, then the boy's wide smile was engraved. While Mirah looked at the Son and saw no one there.

"Come, Mama. I've also laper, Papa promised to eat at a Korean restaurant..," asked Bima who had held the hands of the Mother.

Mirah smiled, pushing her trolley with one hand and the other hand holding the Son's hand.

"Mmm, I think I should ask Eyang Rendra..," Bima's inner.

That afternoon, Mirah and Bima are seen being picked up by Bara. The young man entered the supermarket area, then Bima ran towards the Father and was immediately carried. Mirah is seen pushing briefly her trolley, which is then taken over by Bara while holding the Son. They look very happy.

Until the figure that Bisma saw just now, staring with sharp eyes and a slanted smile.

"Hehehehe. Really - a happy little family, but soon you will feel a deep sadness, sadness that will continue to linger in your hearts and memories...," the inner figure was dressed in an ash-and-ash T-shirt, jeans, and the black hat he was wearing.

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Kinanti and Andreas again - again look very familiar in front of Darius who accidentally met them in the office hallway when he came home from work. Darius was behind them, slowly and unconsciously the young man followed in the footsteps of the two division first friends. A crisp laugh and a very serious chatter sounded faint - a slur in Darius' ear.

"Ck, motherfucker. What are they talking about again? Not so heard. But Kinanti's happy expression, the first time I saw. Even when we went to the playground, his face was not that happy when he looked at me. But not so long ago into the design division, he was already familiar with that little bastard. And always look very happy. Ck, again - again the uncomfortable feeling appeared.., "the mind of Darius mixed.

Andreas and Kinanti turned towards the lobby, but suddenly there was a high voice of Andreas.

"Ki, what's wrong with you?" said Andreas who panicked.

Kinanti suddenly felt back pain in his chest, until slowly he fell down while holding his chest and felt a little tight on his breath. Andreas who had been crouched beside the little girl, tried to help by hugging Kinanti's body from the side, but suddenly Andreas was forcibly removed and violently beaten by Darius.

Quickly and without asking permission, Darius immediately raised to hold the body of Kinanti ala bridal style.

"We are going to the hospital now" said Darius.

But Kinanti tried to resist, he wriggled while in Darius's sling without being able to make a sound.

"Don't move, you get heavier. If you don't want to recite, I'll kiss your lips so you'll be quiet. Pick a massage and shut up or do I kiss?" darius said as he continued to carry Kinanti's body.

Kinanti, surprised by the choice given by Darius, chose to obey and remained silent.

"Ck, this guy looks like he's got a double personality, huh? sometimes good, sometimes bad. Akh, sick. Why else this? Why else would it hurt like this?" said Kinanti for a moment.

However, Kinanti slowly sensed something strange. The pain and tightness suddenly disappeared, as he tried to lean on Darius' chest as long as he was carried.

"Well, why is this?" wonderment of Kinanti.

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